Chapter 2
With the erotic image of me penetrating him fueling chains of ecstatic sensation in my anal canal I resisted inserting my cock into his trembling opening. Suddenly I felt a need to engage intimately with him, to savor his erotic essence and taste the steaming thick eruption of his passion in my mouth; I wanted to consume and taste the cream of his desire. There is no other way for me to express my intimacy with a man that to take his manhood into my mouth as he releases a flood of hot semen on my tongue. Although my mind was lasciviously imagining my cock in his spasming anal canal as he savored the sensation of my prong filling him I resisted saving penetration for the crescendo of this meeting.
So I pulled away from him and turned so that I was facing him as I rolled him onto his back. Bending his knees and parting his legs, I knelt between them at the altar of his male sexuality and prepared to take the sacrament of his orgasmic nectar. Lowering my lips to the most sensitive part of his sexual anatomy I kissed his sulcus, the firm cleft under his cock head. I kissed it and licked it tenderly and repeatedly making his cock lurch and drool fat drops of crystal clear precum onto his belly. As I teased the ridge of his firm smooth cleft with my tongue I gathered my own precum on my middle finger; it was being coxed to drool from my own cock by what I was doing to him. With my other hand I pulled on the Aneros in his anus, extricating it with a wet plop onto the bed. Freed of the probing device his anus gently trembled between echo contractions.